The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Even if he beat Yun Yi to death, he would never have imagined that these villagers who were simply reckless and ferocious before had actually grown cunning in just over a month.

Moreover, all these tricks were used on him. He jumped into the pit without thinking and closed his eyes.

"Well, just do what you need to do on weekdays, you don't need to worry about this.

This time~ hehe~ we brought 5,000 elite soldiers~

We can definitely make your village impenetrable, oh no, we can protect it completely!"

It's really a mistake to say something at this moment. Didn't you see that the faces of the men in the old Sang family in the room changed?

The room fell into a deathly silence. Yun Yi, who was confused, glanced at the dark faces of the few people with annoyance.

Then he suddenly remembered that these people in front of him were just ordinary people. They had probably never seen such a scene before and were probably scared.

So he hurried to comfort her:

"Don't be afraid, the general has already issued orders, forbidding those soldiers from entering the village and only allowing them to guard the perimeter of Sangjia Village.

So you can do whatever you want in your daily life. They will never harm you or disturb your normal life."

"Hehe~ Really? Really~"

Old Man Sang tried hard to force a bitter smile on his wrinkled face.

How could I not disturb them? I obviously disturbed them!

Old Sang's family started chatting with Yun Yi again, but both their expressions and attitudes were not as enthusiastic and cheerful as before.

At the same time, at the other end of Sangjia Village, in the Sang Family Ancestral Hall.

Several village elders, ancestors and the village chief had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing Sang Jia'an who had just walked in quickly, the always impatient scar-faced elder didn't even give him a chance to breathe before asking anxiously:

"Jia'an, how's the situation?

Is the person coming an enemy or a friend?

Can you fight?"

If he hadn't seen him digging his hands into the corner of the table out of nervousness, Sang Jia'an would have thought that as long as he said he could fight, the old man would pick up the chair under his butt without saying a word and rush to his house to fight Mr. Yun to the death.

Sang Jia'an slowly shook his head, and then, facing the confused gazes of the people in the room, he slowly repeated everything his family had gotten out of Mr. Yun.

"Really? Are you really going to let that naughty girl become the queen?"

"You old man, what are you talking about? Watch your head!

What's the point of calling her naughty or not? From now on, you have to call her Her Majesty the Queen. Maybe next time you see Her Majesty the Queen, you'll have to kowtow to her first~"

"Hehe~ If a golden phoenix could emerge from our village, I'd be happy even if I had to kowtow to it all the time, not to mention bowing to it!

Hey~ I just wonder what Her Majesty the Queen is in charge of. Can she ask the court to reduce our taxes by 20% next year?

Seeing that these old guys were talking more and more outrageous, it was still uncertain whether the little girl could sit firmly on the position of queen, but they had already thought of favoritism, fraud, corruption and abuse of power.

Sanderfa was afraid that these people would say something illegal or rebellious, so he knocked on the table to stop them.

Hearing the knocking sound on the table, the elders who were talking excitedly curled their lips in dissatisfaction, but finally stopped talking.

The room returned to silence. Sandefa did not have time to explain to those simple-minded elders. Instead, he looked up at the frowning young man in the hall.

"Jia'an, as you said, isn't this a good thing? What are you...any other concerns?"

Upon hearing this, the elders who were overwhelmed by the good news finally noticed the solemn expression on the young man's face.

The young man nodded silently, and then handed a piece of paper to the village chief.

"this......?"

Sanderfa took the letter and looked at Sang Jiaan in confusion.

Sang Jiaan pursed his lips and said softly:

"It's the letter that Mr. Shishi Tuoyun sent back."

The reason why Sandefa was able to sit in the position of village chief was not only because his father was the former village chief, but also because he could read and write and had the ability to manage village affairs.

Sanderfa lowered his eyes to look at the letter in his hand and read the contents again.

After hearing the contents of the letter, the first person to react was the scar-faced elder.

He couldn't help but laugh and jokingly said:

"Hahaha~ Is this still the wild girl from our village?

I've only been in the capital for a few days~ and I'm talking so..."

Before he could finish his words, the smile on his scarred face suddenly froze, as if he had noticed something was wrong.

Everyone in the village knew that in the past, asking that girl to read a book or write a word was like asking for her life.

So how could these words in the letter be written and said by that girl?

"Jia'an, do you think this letter is fake?"

Sang Jiaan paused for a moment after hearing this, then nodded and shook his head.

"Hey, do you think that girl might have hired someone to write this?

After all, the family they went to... is no different from us old guys who can barely read."

"Well, that makes sense. Jia'an, have you ever asked if this letter was written by someone else?"

Sang Jia'an looked helplessly at the clan elder who asked the question, his face showing that he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Whether you're a tiger or not, what's the point of asking? Do you really believe everything they say?"

Sang Jia'an looked at the old ancestor with approval. He had been silent for a long time, but when he spoke, he blew his beard and glared.

It is obvious that the ancestor said what he wanted to say, but as a junior, he was not able to say it.